smile for me. (:

if there was a girl's football team..i would join. :) it would be fun because then i would get to ram into other people.

but i'd prefer ramming into people that are the SAME height as me.

i remember last year i was playing football with the boys at church and varun crashed into me because he didn't see me. he knocked the wind out of me and i almost died. -_-

jerry called me a loser because i have an imaginary friend named fred. -_-

me and jessica kao baked cookies. :) the cookies would've came out perfect except we lacked REAL measuring utensils... -_- my sister took all the measuring tools with her to college. it's not even her's. ._. so that must mean that she STOLE them.

the first thing i'll do when i go visit her in san diego...is to TAKE BACK the poor measuring cups and spoons. i'll rescue them from her old trashy gloomy apartment and bring them back to the beautiful orange and green kwan house and put them back inside the cupboard. where they belong. that way, the next time i bake cookies, i'll actually have exact measurements instead of having to use a paper cup and a spoon to measure. -_-

but after that, i'll go to vons to buy some new ones for her and give it to her on christmas. :) yes. i think that's a good idea.

joe and jonathan insulted my baking cookies so i got mad and chased joe around with the cutco butcher knife...except i got in trouble by jonathan. -_- and he didn't even get mad at joe.

it's not fair. joe never gets fair punishment. and i always suffer more than he does when we get in trouble.

i remember one time in first grade there was this humongo cardboard box in mimi's house set aside for kids to play inside. and so i was doing handstands and somersaults inside when joe came along. and he said: i could do that too. i didn't want to share the box so i tried to push him out.. but he got in anyway. so we both played in it for a while..but he kept showing off his "moves" and i got mad so i went to mimi's room to read a book. then half an hour later, auntie julia starts yelling about someone breaking a box. and some tattletale said that she saw me playing with the box before. but then someone else said that she saw joe playing with it too. so it's either me or joe who ruined the box. i point at joe and said that he was playing with it last but then he, of course, points back at me and says that i broke it. then because neither one of us would admit that we damaged the box, we had timeout..and joe only had to stand in the corner for fifteen minutes while I had to stand in the corner for THIRTY minutes. i was furious because joe was the one who broke the box when i didn't do anything. but i took my punishment like any dignified queen would.

i was so angry about it before..that i still remember every little detail that happened. >_<

and another time in second grade, he tripped me and i scrapped my knee. to avenge for my knee i spit in his eye. and he started bawling like a badger. and i felt triumphant because i made him cry. but then five minutes later i got yelled at by minna and stephanie. and i tried to tell them that he tripped me but they didn't listen. -_-

@_@ it's not fun getting in trouble when you knoe someone else is supposed to get punished too. especially if that someone is JOE -_-

there are a whole bunch of other stories when i got in trouble while joe got away with it. ._. oasidj. THIS is called injustice. *_* everyone just liked joe better back then. ._.

i don't think anyone has a cookie jar in their house. people just buy cookies and leave it in the box or they make cookies and put
them on a plate. it's only in storybooks that people have cookie jars. for example: and he stuck his hand in the cookie jar and stole a cookie when his mother was not looking. -_- i don't even think they sell cookie jars in supermakets.

oh well. i think having a cookie jar would be fun. i'll just take ceramics class in school and make myself a cookie jar. :D

joe almost got in a car accident on friday because he forgot his glasses at my house. and i laughed because it was funny. then he yelled at me. ._.

there's a boy at my house right now because he thinks that his airplane flew into our backyard. he has glasses and is wearing a black shirt. and he rode his bike to my house. the airplane he described is yellow and purple. it is called the Air Hog. i think my brother once had an airplane like that.

the boy seems really anxious to find his plane hence i must help him go find it. poor boy.